My Shining Star

tales of the past one lost of Innocence

"I wasn't always the monster that everyone knows. Like everybody else, I was a little girl, innocent and full of dreams. But it was taken from me. The reality of what the world truly was, not what my mother told me it is, hit me hard. As soon as I finally gained happiness when I met my shining star, I had hope for the first time that the future wasn't always grim. That there was hope. But hope died a long time ago. Before I became the Dark Fey that everyone in Konoha despises, I was just a girl with hopes for the future, hopes that were crushed."

"It's hard to believe that at one point I was powerless and weak. I guess when you think about the past of the person that you once were, it's hard to believe you're the person that you are now. Before I even knew that my people were enslaved, I myself was a slave - a slave to a cruel human father. I didn't know anything about myself, I didn't know anything about my origins. When I was a child, I didn't experience things that children take for granted - to be able to play, to be able to laugh, and have fun. My childhood was spent slaving away at a castle. Before I lost my wings, I had to hide my wings. The cruelty that I've experienced has shaped everything that I am and how I look at the world."

"Long before I met Naruto-Kun, the love of my life, my shining star, I had no hope. It's hard to believe I even had hope to begin with. Before I met him, I didn't know who I was, I didn't even know what a Fey was. I thought I was a monster. I did not understand why humans were so cruel. I didn't understand why the world was the way it was. My mother, bless her, was trying to protect me from the hatred and the darkness of humanity. I didn't understand why she couldn't hate humans despite the cruelty. Maybe she did, and she didn't want me to grow up hating them. I'll never know."

"I didn't understand what she was thinking until Boruto and Himawari were born. I don't want to pass on my hatred for humans to them – I want to keep them innocent for as long as possible, just like my mother tried to do with me. Long before I became a mother, long before I met Naruto-kun, I was a girl who had no understanding of what the world was like, of how cruel humans could be."

My sister Hanabi, I have no idea what happened to her. Is she still alive? I don't know, and I dare not hope because hope died a long time ago. It died the day Naruto was knocked off a cliff. I don't know if he's alive or dead."

The day my mother died, the day Kiba Kun died, was the day the innocent girl that I was died.

journal entry Hinata Uzumaki Hyuga

Hyga Castle of light, 24 years ago, the birth of Hinata Hyuga:

Hitomi was holding her newborn child. The girl was crying in her arms. She looked at her daughter. She had horns just like Hitomi and her wings, though they were small. So innocent. She wanted to cry that another one of her kind was born in a cage. She had not known freedom for most of her life. She had long since lost her wings, cruelly torn from her and used as a trophy by the cruel King Saito. The man next to her was her lover, a man she didn't think she'd ever love, as she hates the man that murdered her mother, but her lover was not fully human. Hiashi was looking at their daughter with love and tenderness, something that he never truly showed openly due to his upbringing.

"She is the spitting image of her mother. I'm happy for it due to how wicked my family is." Hiashi said, disgusted with his father. She was sad that nobody would know who the true father of Hinata was. She would believe for her entire life, along with everyone else, that her real father was her own grandfather. But she had to do it for her own protection. If he ever found out the truth that his own son got himself involved with a Fey, it would end badly for both of them.

"I'm so sorry, my little sunflower. I wish I could do more for you so you can fly and be free. I'm sorry, Hinata, my little." She couldn't help but cry seeing this little girl, the life of her would be one of pain and suffering.